Not knowing what else to say to convince her otherwise to stay longer than a night, he agreed with her. ‘For the first time in my life, I feel safe.... You make me feel that there’s nothing you can’t handle,’ she said being submissive to him for the first time. More of a man of action than of words, he stopped and turned to her. Perhaps because she suddenly showed him her soft side, he was more attracted to her. Then, out of the clear blue, as if he was pulling out his knife to slit her throat, he. But who asked you to tell me that you are alone. more than you that messaged me to come if bored. Then how can I concentrate there.Me: oh is it? our meeting is that important to you?She: yes is it not the same for you?Me: I never want to miss the chance of tasting your sweet lips darling and kissed her.By this time we had become experts in kissing. She use to say always, that we do a perfect French kiss. She use to enjoy each and everything we do. We were kissing deeply this time hugging. He gripped her shoulder and pushed her down on to the chair and then stood right in front of her. "Alright, relieve yourself." He commanded in a dark threatening tone. She gaped at him, and then started shaking her head back and forth in short little jerks of the head."No...no. I can go in front of you. Please..." He reached out and slapped her hard across the face. "Do it not, do it quick, or I am going to put a monstrously thick but plug in your ass and make you hold it for a week!" He spat. " Safa swatted her hand away and ran inside.I grabbed another beer at the head of the pool and turned my back to the relaxed group, audaciously exposing my bare ass and aware of my cheeks spreading and exposing my puckered hole to all as I slowly removed my shoes and socks. Was that my protest or my own way to participate in my wife's daring display?The beauty in the thin outfit dove head first into the pool and surfaced with a nice size tit out of her cup and her bottoms at her knees. Her wet.